[Okay, so the past... what, two? Three? Times that Heather has been in the same general vicinity as both of these hopeless, fucking dysfunctional boys at the same time, she has had to break up some kind of argument between them.]
[She's kind of gotten used to it.]
[But you know... YOU KNOW... she was REALLY FREAKING HOPING that this day at the beach would go smoothly, WITHOUT any goddamn family feuds.]
[Not entirely unlike the dream in which she hauled them both out of that fountain, two hands plunge into the surf-- in this case grabbing onto Envy because 1. he's smaller and more-easily hauled away from direct swinging range, and 2. this is FAR WORSE than any of the previous arguments she's intervened on and it needs to be broken up right the hell now.]
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[She's kind of gotten used to it.]
[But you know... YOU KNOW... she was REALLY FREAKING HOPING that this day at the beach would go smoothly, WITHOUT any goddamn family feuds.]
[Not entirely unlike the dream in which she hauled them both out of that fountain, two hands plunge into the surf-- in this case grabbing onto Envy because 1. he's smaller and more-easily hauled away from direct swinging range, and 2. this is FAR WORSE than any of the previous arguments she's intervened on and it needs to be broken up right the hell now.]
STOP!
STOP, STOP, STOP!